O mighty mind, in whose deep stream this age
Shakes like a reed in the unheeding storm,
Why dost thou curb not thine own sacred rage?
Shakes like a reed in the unheeding storm,
Why dost thou curb not thine own sacred rage?
Major English Romantic poet regarded as one of the finest lyric poets in the English language.
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